Your mother dies. You feel strongly about having a shiva minyan each night. And yet just as the service is scheduled to start, it becomes obvious that there are not ten Jewish adults in the house. The rabbi quietly makes a phone call and a few moments later, someone you don’t really know slips through the front door.
This is what it means to be part of a shul. You have a rabbi to guide you and people to support you. And in return, you are there for others.